It will be 30 years this September. It could be. When we were younger and he drank more he could be abusive. I thought he grew out of it.

I am going to insist that he see the grief counselor with me at least some of the time. If he refuses than I really have to consider moving out. He truly is driving me to commit suicide.

There is absolutely no joy or happiness between us. There is no physical closeness either. He appears to have no respect for me.